NOTE; Hey, I just decided to write a Harry fan fic because I'm a big fan, I'll be starting an Update e-mail; If you'd like to be on it-my e-mail is; CountlessTears@aol.com. This is my first Harry fan fic, so please, go easy on me? I'm writing in Silkscreen in Notepad so I make sure I write a lot ^__^. I'll update after five reviews ^__^ *ashley rebecca*
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Harry had been trying to sleep for the past hour, but couldn't due to the noise Mr. Dursley, his uncle, was making.
He was the loudest snorer ever, it seemed. If you had fallen asleep after him, you had no chance of falling asleep. Once he got into deep sleep, there was no stopping the loud, irritable snores he'd make.
Harry sat forward, with only a few weeks left of summer, he decided it'd been quite awhile since Hermione and Ron had written. So now that he was up, thanks to his uncle, he felt that he should write them. Hedwig began to look bored after a while, anyway. He made his way off the bed silently, hoping not to wake his aunt, uncle, or even worse, his cousin Dudley and kneeled down on the floor.
He slid the floorboard off where he had hid his books and other things he'd get in trouble for having otherwise, and reached in and grabbed a quill and paper.
He looked behind him, and paused a breathe to make sure no one had woken. Silence. He hadn't heard any footsteps nor any talking. He decided to presume doing what he was, he began to write, he didn't know exactly what to write about, but he knew he should write them. After all, they were is his best friends.
First, he decided to write Ron. Ron was his best friend, ginger hair and one of many children, he always brought comic relief to the Harry, even when it wasn't the time. The moon shown through his window, it seemed much brighter this night, so bright it illuminated his room -- therefore he didn't need his lamp on.
He began to write freely, about different things, asking what he had made of his summer holiday, and even told about how much bigger Dudley had became. After signing, he put it away. while writing to Ron he began to wonder if he should write to Hermione in the morning, he had become tired. But he took out yet another paper and decided to write to Hermione, anyway. He wrote pretty much the same he'd written to Ron, he wrote for quite awhile, about the same amount of time he had took to write to Ron.
After writing, he decided he'd send Hedwig out tomorrow, he was tired and Hedwig was already asleep. He got in bed, pulled the covers over himself, and took his glasses off and put them on his sidetable. Not too long after that he was asleep, even with his uncles snoring.
During his sleep, he had a dream. It was unlike any other dream he'd ever had. Let's just say it involved a girl ^__^.
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END!..of this chapter. If you're anything like my friends, You'd assume the..pervertedist? lol, I think I made that word up. Anyway, Review! Please? 5 reviews n a new chapter! Also, remember Update E-mail; CountlessTears@aol.com
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Harry had been trying to sleep for the past hour, but couldn't due to the noise Mr. Dursley, his uncle, was making.
He was the loudest snorer ever, it seemed. If you had fallen asleep after him, you had no chance of falling asleep. Once he got into deep sleep, there was no stopping the loud, irritable snores he'd make.
Harry sat forward, with only a few weeks left of summer, he decided it'd been quite awhile since Hermione and Ron had written. So now that he was up, thanks to his uncle, he felt that he should write them. Hedwig began to look bored after a while, anyway. He made his way off the bed silently, hoping not to wake his aunt, uncle, or even worse, his cousin Dudley and kneeled down on the floor.
He slid the floorboard off where he had hid his books and other things he'd get in trouble for having otherwise, and reached in and grabbed a quill and paper.
He looked behind him, and paused a breathe to make sure no one had woken. Silence. He hadn't heard any footsteps nor any talking. He decided to presume doing what he was, he began to write, he didn't know exactly what to write about, but he knew he should write them. After all, they were is his best friends.
First, he decided to write Ron. Ron was his best friend, ginger hair and one of many children, he always brought comic relief to the Harry, even when it wasn't the time. The moon shown through his window, it seemed much brighter this night, so bright it illuminated his room -- therefore he didn't need his lamp on.
He began to write freely, about different things, asking what he had made of his summer holiday, and even told about how much bigger Dudley had became. After signing, he put it away. while writing to Ron he began to wonder if he should write to Hermione in the morning, he had become tired. But he took out yet another paper and decided to write to Hermione, anyway. He wrote pretty much the same he'd written to Ron, he wrote for quite awhile, about the same amount of time he had took to write to Ron.
After writing, he decided he'd send Hedwig out tomorrow, he was tired and Hedwig was already asleep. He got in bed, pulled the covers over himself, and took his glasses off and put them on his sidetable. Not too long after that he was asleep, even with his uncles snoring.
During his sleep, he had a dream. It was unlike any other dream he'd ever had. Let's just say it involved a girl ^__^.
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END!..of this chapter. If you're anything like my friends, You'd assume the..pervertedist? lol, I think I made that word up. Anyway, Review! Please? 5 reviews n a new chapter! Also, remember Update E-mail; CountlessTears@aol.com